The weirdest thing I have in my room is me. Other than that, I guess a set of surgical tools.

I would park right behind him and go read a book for hours (within sight of my car).

"The universe is a cruel trick. It flaunts knowledge that we can never know, shows us things that we can never understand, taunts us with limitless power we can never achieve, lets us feel enough pleasure and happiness to allow us to feel true pain and sadness, and mocks us with our own insignificance."

The ships in Pearl Harbor weren't safe.

Water is better coffee than Starbucks.

I've got all the dick I need, just nothing to put it in.

What if I don't have a life to move on to?

I wonder if there are any Vashta Nerada

Maybe he is trying to stuff a grenade in the anus. I imagine that would be a weak point to attack on this creature.

Samuel J. Seymour died in 1956, and he was the last remaining person who had witnessed Lincoln's assassination.

Do homemade porns count?

Isn't this pretty much being a Brit?

Build a paper boat out of it and still have more money than you could ever need.

What if he is pretending to be a flower?

The best part is the dog is not even phased; ready to go to whatever is next.

Who even thought of this? Who convinced other people this was even a thing to try? How is this even remotely an appropriate thing to do? Wtf? I understand the biochemistry of why it works, but that doesn't explain the fucked up psychology of people actually doing it.